the long-lost cousins
One of the wonderful, serendipitous elements in my journey was the unexpected re-connection with my long-lost first cousins on my father’s side. As far as I remember, I last saw this set of 6 siblings, 5 girls and a boy, when I was a kid (mid 1950′s) at their home in Chattanooga, TN. Our fathers were brothers, theirs a physician, mine an engineer. For some reason that is still not clear, the two brothers’ families never got together again. Part [...]
launch!
I struggled for several days, unpacking and repacking my car. Not sure what I really wanted to bring and leave behind. It wasn’t until after my visit with daughter Jana in Brooklyn that I realized all that unpacking was a feeble attempt to undo this decision altogether. Fear and loathing leaving Portland, without the loathing. Actually, I’ve been very nostalgic leaving Maine, it is of course a wonderful place to live (shhh, don’t spread that around), and I was mostly [...]